Who's in It: Andy Garcia, Steven Bauer, Dustin Hoffman, Bill Murray
The Basics: It's Cuba at the time of the revolution. Everybody's dancing constantly. Then along comes Castro and … boom! Everything turns grim. It's kind of like Dirty Dancing: Havana Nights. Except in Dirty Dancing: Havana Nights there are no grim parts.
What's the Deal? Anytime you hear about an actor wanting to direct or a director talking about his dream project, you should turn and run as fast as you can. Because this movie is Andy Garcia's. Like, for about 20 years, he's wanted to make this. And I'm not going to harsh on the guy too much. You can tell that he's really passionate about it. But it's really long. And kind of dull. It looks good, though. Better than Dirty Dancing: Havana Nights in that regard. And the music isn't all weirdly hip-hop like in Dirty Dancing: Havana Nights. Andy Garcia sure knows period detail!
Point A to Point … Uh … A: It starts out trying to be about everything at once — the revolution, the story's family, a nightclub, a woman — and then sort of ends up being all about the nightclub.
What You Never See: Any of the poor people. You know, the ones that started the revolution? Not that Garcia doesn't care about them. He's not overly fond of any of the leaders, pre- or post-revolution, but it's like he forgot to try to put some of them in the movie, even at the beginning, when everybody else gets a token moment or three.
How Right-Wing Is It? Fairly. But then, you might be, too, if the Communist revolution came in and ruined your family's wealth. Why do you think so many of the Cubans in Miami are Republican?